Dirty Dingus Magee (1970) review

An acid western ... except the acid is a plain old cube of stale sugar: while minding his own business, Hoke Birdsill (George Kennedy) gets robbed by two-bit scoundrel Dingus Magee (Frank Sinatra) so Hoke rides to a brothel, talks to madam Belle Nops (Anne Jackson), is promptly appointed the Mayor and assigned two goals - keep the Army in town (to fund the prostitutes) and suppress the "Indian Uprising" - but becomes sidetracked when Dingus and his "girlfriend" Anna Hot Water (Michele Carey) steal a treasure chest supposedly filled with a million dollars.  It goes to show that even with the source material by David Markson (whose experimental novel Wittgenstein's Mistress is an idiosyncratic work of art) and a script co-written by Joseph Heller (who wrote the masterpiece Catch-22) there isn't a single giggle to be had: the supporting cast (which includes Jack Elam as notorious outlaw Wesley Hardin) does their part, but the scenes are shapeless and the comedic timing is completely off (the bedroom shenanigans are particularly lame).  It's less entertaining than three episodes of the TV program F Troop stitched together ... which isn't exactly a high bar to begin with.